Last night Big Kid was telling me all about Thanksgiving and the pilgrims and the Indians and the feast and explained that Thanksgiving is about celebrating what you're thankful for, so I asked what he was thankful for.
"Hmmmmm...my Webkinz, but somefin's goin' on wif my password, you need to look into it. Uh, my teacher. Dad. I don't know. Did I say you? You, because you're nice to me. Murphy because he's cute. Hmmmm. Maybe dat's all."
"What about little kid?"
He looked at me, paused, searching my face for signs that he may get in more trouble for the truth than lying. "Errr," he made a weird, apologetic kind of face. "I, uh--hmm. You see, mom, I don't feel dat fankful for him everyday, you know? Some days...some days he really bugs me. He can make life hard some days gettin' into all my stuff, hittin' me, not followin' rules and stuff. So...he's not really on my list."
"Well you're lucky it's only some days, because he bugs me pretty much every single day, but you know what? I'm still thankful we have him. He's cute and I love him and he's funny. I know how you feel, but you're still glad you have a brother, right?"
He looked up at me again, squinting a little. He took a deep, exaggerated breath and slumped his shoulders.
"You're glad you have a brother, right? Right?"
"Right," he answered reluctantly.
For whatever reason, on that particular day, I don't think he was that glad to have a brother. He loves him fiercely, and is terribly concerned for his future and well-being. He's probably just sick of being randomly punched in the chest or having his stuff stolen and abused. I get that.
This morning as they were getting into the shower, I overheard Big Kid say, "little kid, come here. Look here. You need to flush dis toilet every single time, even just pee. little kid, are you listening? Our dog, Lily, sometimes drinks out of dis toilet. Finking about dat, about her drinking out of here when you haven't flushed your pee--dat makes me want to frow up. We can't be havin' dat. You need to flush and den close da lid after so she can't get in here. I hope you're listening to me, I'm serious about it."
little kid agreed and promised to start flushing and shutting, so we'll see. It's nice to have an extra person around to help civilize little kid though.
8 comments:
That is so funny! Love your blog!
Big kid is so good..my big kid was the evil mastermind and my little kid was the goof who did all the bad stuff he ordered..like mooning my Mom and her friends at a tea party..thank goodness for big kid :)
God, they are so cute! Speaking of things you are thankful for...haven't heard anything about that cute little hedgehog lately! I'm looking at getting one. Would you recommend them?
I'm pretty darn certain my middle son would ship off his little sister in a heartbeat. With a little hope and a lot of prayer I'm hoping he'll outgrow it. ;-)
I'm pretty darn certain my middle son would ship off his little sister in a heartbeat. With a little hope and a lot of prayer I'm hoping he'll outgrow it. ;-)
That is so funny!!
His little mind just fascinates me. And little kid reminds me so much of my ZZ that it's scary.
Some days it is just really hard to be thankful.
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